Back To The Lab

Uh huh

Oh Boy

If I was in the crib smokin and staring at my timeline

I'd probably never come down in a 5-9

Excuse me I mean a Royce looking top choice

It aint the voice its the money make ya thot moist

I hit a quick lil lick on the ave tho

And make a turn around trip San Pablo

When I return I invest what I earned into assets

Then I turn that shit into cashflow

Me and my homies all got game

Pitching out the bubble or the hard box frame

Up in Nor Cal with a throwaway thang

On my lap in a hard top 88 stang

Uce Man Uce Man everybody know

Trill back story with a hard core flow

Im really just a good dude trying to get dough

To cross me is costly I'm letting yall know cuz

Old days I was doing bad

I had to take it back to the lab

Locked in hustled like a sav

Next thing you know I came back with a bag

Old days I was doing bad

I had to take it back to the lab

Locked in hustled like a sav

Next thing you know I came back with a bag

Aye listen

If I was in the crib drinkin watching netflix

I probably never pulled up with the best whip

4 rings in the grill feel like Bill Russell

Pounds in the duffle

Pushin weight trying to build muscle

I'm outta state on the interstate

Or somewhere outta space

Putting meals on these dinner plates

So excuse me if I'm minutes late

A mean world but I'm nice with the pen and pape

I know that's what you came to see

It aint a thing to me

Stephen A's always tryna say how my game should be

I got my goggles and my lab coat

Ready for all the smoke

Or passed out with my flask out

So drip drip here's another spill

Out here trying to find a Jada hope you never Will

Heard my homie got Corona so I got the limes

And now we trippin sippin and reminiscing about the times